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RunA Book by C. M. ClarkA young woman lays her brother to rest, as she says a final goodbye she vows to solve the mystery surrounding his death. She leaves the only planet she has lived on, risking the dangers of her univers.. |
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Idle ConversationsA Poem by Seductively SentimentalIdle conversations fastened to fleeting time; connection can't be sustained in this atmosphere. Calloused emotions. Relating- only superficially, in vain attempts at individuality But everyone is.. |
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Chapter 1A Chapter by C. M. ClarkRun Chapter 1 I stood still, watching absently as they readied my brother's body for burial. The hiss from the metal casket sealing brought me out of my daze. The fun.. |
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Midnight Illusions: A Urban Fantasy..A Book by C. M. ClarkOne simple deal: steal two souls from Death himself. This brings Astra, nicknamed Midnight by those she has stolen from into a web of magic and lies. Into a world that she knew existed, but never true.. |
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Chapter SevenA Chapter by MistyJRoseThe dreams had stopped three days ago, and, for the first time since they began, D. J., Jenny, and Brenda were having fun watching movies and getting ready for the annual "Spring Up" Dance.. |
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Chapter EightA Chapter by MistyJRoseIt had been four days since the dreams first began. The girls were feeling great, and expected that the night could never go wrong! Brenda looked at herself in D.J.’s full-length mirror, tryin.. |
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Whispered DesireA Poem by AmyMy shallow voice is like a nervous laugh. Motionless I sit like anxious prey, Until light is gone and silhouettes dance in darkness. Our frenzied breath manifests, And screams are absorbed by he.. |
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BriannaA Poem by Shelly WisebergMy beautiful niece |
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TiltingA Poem by Kristi BrooksA brief brush with the memory of what was when it clashes into the reality of what is. |
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Shhh...A Poem by AmyDreams of misguided desire, formed forbidden promises. Promises that now cease to exist. And falling softly from the clouds, I feeldrops of rain uponmy skin, My smile has transformed, And now I .. |
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My BumbaA Story by KindaCursedIt's a personal essay about a fun familial relationship. |
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Almost NothingA Poem by GenieIt doesn't get much more perfect than Vermont, whatever the season! |
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hips, lips and fingertipsA Poem by DM Ramirezfor her |
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Chapter FourteenA Chapter by MistyJRoseFinally, the face was clear…but it wasn’t the face of any of the three girls he had seen in his dreams countless times before, but was the face of some guy he’s never even before .. |
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Streets of San FranciscoA Poem by KindaCursedI remember the very first time That I saw a homeless person On the streets of San Francisco I could barely distinguish a person From the carefully arranged rags A hoarse voice, a death rattle .. |
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Chapter FifteenA Chapter by MistyJRoseHe had been sitting across from the football field, at Raytown High School, trying to get a glimpse of this guy that had supposedly taken his woman in his dreams. He couldn’t remember his nam.. |
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$1.99 A MinuteA Poem by KindaCursedscanning the papers searching for a job summertime sprang found pockets empty car running on fumes the ad’s simple seduction work from home flexible hours great pay tel.. |
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What Should We Do?A Poem by KindaCursedThe answer to all our prayers! The solution to every problem! In a world with so many troubles We need every piece of advice that we can get. All hail the miracles of the media Every afternoon.. |
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Chapter SixteenA Chapter by MistyJRoseHe stood on the goal line watching the quarterback getting ready to throw the ball. Suddenly, his right leg begins to twitch and his heart begins to race in his chest. He knew was getting anxious (w.. |
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